The Heim Underworld, which is forever covered in snow and ice, has a thick, cold mist that makes the entire planet seem mysterious.

The air is filled with the power of death.

With the harvest of a large number of extraterritorial heavenly demon corpses, some extraordinary plants with tenacious vitality began to revive on a large scale in the Heim Underworld.

Just as seaweed has given the earth oxygen and an atmosphere, because of the revival of these plants, the Heim underworld is finally no longer desolate, and has truly become a paradise for the dead.

It's just that such a paradise is ruled by Victor, who is as evil and powerful as a tyrant.

In the gray castle, the Lich King Victor exudes a powerful aura, cold and evil.

The screams of souls echoed through the castle, but it seemed that the undead creatures in the castle had long been accustomed to it, and their bodies had decayed, like cold machines, walking through the thick and cold mist.

On one of the castle's watchtowers, looking at the entire castle of the dead, a look of disgust gradually appeared on his face.

In the entire castle of the dead, he is probably the only one who is a pure human.

Oh, and the slaves and experimenters taken from Earth, who are also pure humans.

But if you're a Knights of the Round Table, can you be like those pariahs?

Under the shroud of vindictiveness, although Ciri will not be invaded by that kind of cold and gloomy, as a human, he still does not like this environment.

"The kingdom of perverts...... Sooner or later I'll leave here and return to the Knights of the Round Table. ”

Muttered softly, Ciri, whose strength had reached a certain bottleneck, looked at the entire castle with some boredom.

And when his eyes saw the transcendent prison exposed in the corner of the castle, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face:

"Victor is such a madman that he wants to experiment with these monsters. ”

"A life full of chaos and madness, which is not at all something that can be forcibly harnessed by human forces, otherwise ...... The ancient immortals have long left a corresponding inheritance. ”

In the midst of the sarcasm, Ciri's fighting spirit flashed away, and the whole person was like a feather, floating lightly in front of the prison composed of magic array and alchemy materials.

“&*&*......&*”

As soon as Ciri landed, the extraterritorial heavenly demons in the prison who had obvious snake characteristics but evolved into different postures roared at him.

It is a language of unknown meaning, a language that is beyond the scope of human comprehension.

But for some reason, in the midst of that language, Ciri suddenly had an inexplicable feeling.

The inexplicable roar seemed unusually familiar, familiar...... It's like the instinct of some bloodline!

"How so?"

Xi Rui's heart moved, but on the surface, he was silent, and his eyes looked at those extraterritorial heavenly demons calmly.

Gradually, the noisy sound became stranger and faster, but it also became more and more familiar to Ciri.

At the same time, a strange sensation with a burning heat rose in his body, and that feeling ...... It's like the flames of hell, contradictory and powerful!

Suddenly, Xi Rui looked a little nervous at this moment, and his fighting spirit subconsciously burned, and the whole person was ready for battle.

Rumble!

The fighting spirit exploded violently, not the silver fighting spirit of the Round Table Knight, nor the cold fighting spirit of the Death Knight, nor the polluted pitch-black fighting qi!

It's a strange fighting spirit with dark red flames in the darkness!

Shrouded in such a fighting spirit, Ciri felt as if he was in an endless abyss, the abyss was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything except the spiderweb-like magma in the cracks of the earth!

The strange change in vindictiveness made Xi Rui feel that the bottleneck seemed to be loosened at this moment!

"What the hell is going on, this force ......"

Feeling the power in his body, Xi Rui's face showed ecstasy, such a domineering power is really too powerful!

However, before Ciri could try this power, the whispers that had been in her ears with unknown meaning suddenly became meanings that Ciri could understand......

"O owner of Lucifer's bloodline, you should be an arrogant demon king. ”

"Leave us alone, and we'll tell you Lucifer's secret. ”

"Your bloodline is too meagre, follow your inner guidance and join us in conquering those damn carbon-based creatures!"

"Your ancestor, the power of the fallen angel Lucifer!"

The strange whisper made sense in this moment.

But after hearing the content of the whisper, Xi Rui's whole body was shocked.

"I ...... How is that possible?"

"That's not right...... It's not impossible, polluted by the power of the old dominators, and not dead yet...... There's a good chance I'm a descendant of Lucifer!"

"It is rumored that Lucifer fell from heaven to hell and is the king of fallen angels, and he is also the ruler of the old days!"

In the end, he is a former Knight of the Round Table, who has followed Artoria and knows a lot of real history!

And it was precisely because he knew that he was inclined to believe the words of these extraterritorial heavenly demons.

He can understand the language of the extraterritorial heavenly demons, he is polluted by the power of the old ruler but does not die, and his fighting spirit has changed strangely......

The fact that the hard state is there, it's weird enough!

And the real history that Ciri knows can explain these weirdness!

"If all this is true...... That's really great!"

Ciri's expression suddenly became excited, and he muttered to himself in an almost morbid expression:

"My ancestors were the kings of fallen angels...... Such an identity should be worthy of the descendants of King Arthur, right?"

"No...... It's not enough, I promised my eldest sister that I would get back the Avalon scabbard!"

"The Power of the Fallen Angels...... Hahaha, compared to the power of the Demon King, what can a mere ghost count!"

"Big sister's head...... You wait for me, wait for me to get back the Avalon scabbard, and I will appear in front of you in a beautiful way!"

After whispering to himself for a long time, Xi Rui suddenly restrained his fighting spirit, looked up at those extraterritorial heavenly demons, and said in a cold voice:

"Clansmen of the Dragons of Despair, I hope you have not lied to me. ”

"Otherwise, since I can let you out, I can easily kill you!"

"Now...... Tell me how I can gain the power of my ancestors!"

Ciri's hand was already on the door of the prison, and with his human nature, he could easily open the door of the prison.

But he didn't rush to open the door, he had to wait for these extraterritorial heavenly demons to lose their breath first.

After staring at Xi Rui for a long time, a short but powerful extraterritorial demon suddenly spoke:

"Blasphemy and betrayal ......"